Best foot forward

THAT’S it. It stops right now.” To add oomph to the point, Gloria smacked the soft arms of her chair with her palms. Idly Scott noticed the small puffs of dust that arose and made a mental note that i

Morning, Claudette! What have you got to sing to us today?” “Morning, Claudette! Would you do an old favourite for me? It was the first song that my husband – bless his soul – and I danced to. It’s ca

Sunning herself on a lounger, Claire wriggled her toes and wondered whether to put on some more suncream or have a dip in the pool. “Laura, do you fancy a swim?” She nudged her friend who was engrosse

This is ridiculous,” said Lissa, as she ducked beneath the bough of a particularly vigorous monstera, the one that Abbie had taken to calling Moz. “You do understand that this is supposed to be a fron

A SHAFT of golden sunlight streamed through the floor to ceiling dance studio window from the cloudless, chambray sky. In the courtyard beyond, two butterflies hovered over trailing bougainvillea. Fli

S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of